Rong Zhao frowned and sat down, then took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and asked with his eyes if he could smoke.
After he got the chance, he lit a cigarette, took a puff and exhaled the light white smoke. The lingering mist obscured his elegant facial features, making his jade-colored eyes more elusive and unpredictable.
"Now I'm a little worried about whether the plan will work." He didn't have any craving for cigarettes. He only took two puffs and put out the cigarette in the crystal ashtray.
"It can happen, because what the drug lords in the Golden Triangle just want is a line to the Italian drug market. They went out to let the people behind the Black Widow know that they are very interested in the Italian market and are willing to work for the Black Widow.
Revenge. As for whether we can find the real person who killed the Black Widow, it doesn’t matter anymore. It’s just a show for the Italians.”
After Gu Chen analyzed it, his dark blue eyebrows raised, "You just thought that even I could guess the plan. You must not be able to hide it from some people, right?"
"Absolutely not." He was sweating secretly and immediately denied it, saying... He was indeed guessed by No. 02, and it would be hard to fool him if he came back alone with her.
The smile twitching at the corner of her mouth made Rongzhao sit on a needle blanket, deliberately turning her attention away and pretending to admire the room decoration, "The decoration is low-key luxury, why didn't you see uncle come down? Isn't he at home?"
"It's a friend's home. My home is still six or seven hours away tomorrow." Instead of staring at him with a very oppressive gaze, Gu Chen stood up and yawned, "I'll go upstairs to rest, you can do whatever you want. Tomorrow morning
Depart at seven o'clock."
Rong Zhao felt relieved and said with a smile: "I'm sleeping downstairs and will set off on time tomorrow morning."
He said it was seven o'clock, but Gu Chen knocked on his door at six o'clock, "It's cold outside. I put a coat on the sand. It may be a little small. You can put it on temporarily when you get up." A two-piece military autumn uniform is worn in winter.
It's quite cold, so I need to wear a coat.
The two set off at half past six. In the taxi, Gu Chen was half asleep, but Rong Zhao kept paying attention to the route.
When he entered the town, he gently pushed Gu Chen, who was keeping his balance after falling asleep, "We've arrived in the town, how do we go next?"
"So fast?" Gu Chen opened his eyes and said to the driver: "Go straight down and turn left at an intersection."
The driver was in good spirits. He simply responded and put on the accelerator again and headed towards Yangliu Village.
Gu Dahuai was making dumplings alone at home when he suddenly heard someone banging on his yard door, the dogs in the village barked "woof woof woof", and he seemed to hear the honking of a car's horn.
Suddenly I thought of something and ran out of the kitchen happily.
The sound of footsteps came from the small courtyard. When Gu Chen saw the Gu family whose courtyard walls were covered with white ash, he smiled and said loudly: "I'm back. Run carefully and don't fall."
Only Gu Dahuai can get her care.
Lowering his head slightly, Rong Zhao saw Gu Chen's eyebrows curved and a heartfelt smile at the corners of his eyes.
His fair and translucent skin was flushed by the cold wind, like a peach blossom blooming in April, making him want to reach out and pick it off.
In this way, she looks even more beautiful than usual.
For Gu Dahuai, his daughter's world is a world he cannot imagine.
Before the Chinese New Year, a ridiculously handsome foreign guy came. After the Chinese New Year, his daughter came back wearing a military uniform that made him cringe at the sight of her. She also brought back another young man wearing a military uniform.
This, this, this... this, how come his daughter knows all these unattainable people?
